Is love a tender thing? it is too rough,
Too rude, too boisterous, and it pricks like thorn.
- romeo Act 1, scene iv
Where be these enemies? Capulet! Montague!See, what a scourge is laid upon your hate,That heaven finds means to kill your joys with love!And I, for winking at your discords too,Have lost a brace of kinsmen: all are punish'd.
- prince Act lll, scene iii
For naught so vile that on the earth doth liveBut to the earth some special good doth give;Nor aught so good but, strain'd from that fair use,Revolts from true birth, stumbling on the abuse:Virtue itself turns vice, being misapplied;And vice sometimes by action dignified.
- Friar Lawrence, Act II, scene iii
If love be rough with you, be rough with love;Prick love for pricking, and you beat love down.
- Mercutio, Act I, scene iv
What's in a name? That which we call a rose,
By any other word would smell as sweet.
- Juliet, Act II, scene ii
Come, gentle night, — come, loving black brow'd night,
Give me my Romeo; and when he shall die,
Take him and cut him out in little stars,
And he will make the face of Heaven so fine
That all the world will be in love with night,
And pay no worship to the garish sun.
- Juliet, Act III, scene ii
For never was a story of more woe
Than this of Juliet and her Romeo.
- Prince, Act V, scene iii
But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks?
It is the east, and Juliet is the sun!
- Romeo, Act II, scene ii
Is love a tender thing? it is too rough,
Too rude, too boisterous, and it pricks like thorn.
- romeo Act 1, scene iv
Where be these enemies? Capulet! Montague!See, what a scourge is laid upon your hate,That heaven finds means to kill your joys with love!And I, for winking at your discords too,Have lost a brace of kinsmen: all are punish'd.
- prince Act lll, scene iii
For naught so vile that on the earth doth liveBut to the earth some special good doth give;Nor aught so good but, strain'd from that fair use,Revolts from true birth, stumbling on the abuse:Virtue itself turns vice, being misapplied;And vice sometimes by action dignified.
- Friar Lawrence, Act II, scene iii
If love be rough with you, be rough with love;Prick love for pricking, and you beat love down.
- Mercutio, Act I, scene iv
What's in a name? That which we call a rose,
By any other word would smell as sweet.
- Juliet, Act II, scene ii
Come, gentle night, — come, loving black brow'd night,
Give me my Romeo; and when he shall die,
Take him and cut him out in little stars,
And he will make the face of Heaven so fine
That all the world will be in love with night,
And pay no worship to the garish sun.
- Juliet, Act III, scene ii
For never was a story of more woe
Than this of Juliet and her Romeo.
- Prince, Act V, scene iii
But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks?
It is the east, and Juliet is the sun!
- Romeo, Act II, scene ii
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